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Dementia, Pregnancy, or the Brain-Zapping Plague From the Planet Arous

IÂ may just have to WebMD myself… and I hate to do that.Â I really do.Â That site is guaranteed to turn even the toughest I-refuse-to-go-to-the-doctor-because-I-bike-all-day-and-drink-protein-shakes-every-meal manly man into a raving hypochondriac.

I can diagnose myself with the most atrocious diseases based on symptoms like the ones my entire family is having today:

-sleepy
-tired
-forgetful
-keep thinking the cell phone is ringing on vibrate but it’s actually not ringing at all (okay, that one’s just me)
-slightly feverish, ranging up to 102 degrees
-keep asking “why” after anyone makes any statement
-resistent to standing, walking or moving
-suspicious of broccoli
-unable to walk up a flight of stairs without using the hand rail and grunting
-thumbs are suddenly shorter than other fingers

Without having checked in with the “MD”, I think we are most likely all a little pregnant or suffering from some kind of brain cloud.

Oh, and if you want something less morbidly depressing than this post of sickness and stunted digits, please check out my brother’s hilarious post today about country music.Â He’s a new blogger.Â He’s not a mutha.Â He does occasionally make me giggle out loud.

Can you imagine if our thumbs were the same length as our fingers? Youch.

We’ve sworn off WebMD over here. Hubby has the same malady his sister grew up with: “Can’t-watch-Marcus-Welby-Quincy-or-St.-Elsewhere-because-I-will-miraculously-contract-the-same-disease-that-was-on-the-show-that-week itis.” It’s extremely catchy.

so funny- suspicious of brocolli-ha! i think ‘brain cloud’ is going around because last week i locked myself out of the house twice in one day. first i lost a key on the way to the gym- it vanished from my pocket. so my husband’s assistant drives over to give me his house key which i did not immediately put on my key ring like i should have. then i run out to do an errand and look at my key ring when i get back and think, ‘you have got to be kidding me’ -our only key is now in the apt. call my landlord he gives me instructions on where to find the spares in his shed, i loose reception in the shed about 5 times so have to go outside remember his instructions, which he overcomplicated, then go back into the shed to find the keys. after trying all 30 spare keys 3 times each, none of them working, i find one lonely key at the bottom of the bag that works. get in the apt. and cannot find my husbands key anywhere! so i drive immediately to OSH and get 3 made and hide the spare. the creepy ‘brain cloud’ clincher was that yesterday i put on my gym shorts put my hand in the pocket and THE KEY IS THERE! I thought I was royally crazy. then i realized about an hour later that it was my husbands key that i ‘lost’ and had put in my pocket. wheww. i am not crazy after all-just really ditzy.

Those symptoms sound awfully familiar. I have also been suffering from a bad case of “failure to get a specific Wiggles song out of your head.” Unfortunately this leads to my humming rendition of “Clap our crazies out” while standing in the check-out line at the grocery store. I wish I could find a cure for that!

I like the new site! Holy cool categorious links! You and the hub are too too technically amazing. Yeah, maybe this will inspire me to put a picture on my site or something.
I hope you feel better!! We just got over three weeks of continual random colds. I thought it was August! Let us know on that diagnosis 🙂 I hope its good news.

I totally got the brain cloud without the imdb hook up thank you. No need to go there when I know perfectly well that Joe said it, thankyouverymuch. I am often diagnosing myself with that one, with or without the possibility of being “with child”. What am I saying? I’ve got two already… I’m ALWAYS with child (or children).

Hope you feel so much better in the days to come or at least in less than nine months, whichever comes first.

No one in my family is currently pregnant Carrie. Thanks to everyone for the congrats though. I’ll tuck them away for another, more bulbous day. When I do get pregnant, I’ll definitely announce it in a much more cryptic and confusing way than this. You’ll be kept guessing the whole 9 months. It. Will. In fact. Rock.

I’m a fourth year med student….so if you think you like to diagnose yourself…. Now that I’ve learned lots of stuff about medicine and disease, I seem to most want to use it on myself. 🙂 So I know how you feel. I mean….just this week I was diagnosing myself with a thyroid disorder, some wierd infection or cancer, and ulcer…..the list could go on. 🙂